Apr. 26th, 2014

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So this is paradise, huh? Paradise, and not a single hot dog stand in sight. For shame. It's pretty, though. Kind of like something out of a fairy tale.

[ Carol sighs. She's not naive-- she knows no to judge a book by its cover. And she knows damn well that some things are not always what they seem. With that in mind, it's imperative she find her comrades. While she's not exactly helpless, it never huts to have a helping hand, and who knows? Maybe her... friends know something she doesn't. ]

Hi everyone. My name's Carol Danvers. I don't know if any of you have heard of Captain Marvel or the Avengers, but that's me and my group. I'm not sure if any of them are here, but being as how this seems to be the only means of communication in this place, I figure it's not a bad time to ask if any of them were flying through the Oort cloud and somehow found themselves here.

So. Avengers. Any of them here? I'll settle for S.H.I.E.L.D., or the X-Men-- members of Hydra, the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants, the Assembly of Evil, the Brood, etcetera need not apply, of course.

[ Oh, and one more thing, lest she forget: ]

Are we even on Earth? Where is this place?


Apr. 26th, 2014 02:16 am
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[At first it had been a bouquet here, a single rose on her pillow there, and Anne hadn't thought too much of it. Nothing was ever missing from her room when the flowers would appear, it was just a little mystery that didn't mean too terribly much.

Over the next few weeks, a few bouquets turned into vases, stands of flowers that stood on the floor, even the odd hanging basket with blossoms spilling over the side. Anne had her guesses for who might be inclined, but she had never managed to actually catch anyone redhanded, never once seeing anyone hanging around looking suspicious.

Now things have just gone too far. Now her room might as well be a garden for all the plants she's been saddled with.]

Alright then, I'll admit defeat. Whoever it is among you that's seen fit to leave me flowers, you've won. If it was your hope curiosity would drive me to asking publicly, here I am, you have your victory.

Now step forward and stop leaving the blasted things on every possible surface in my room every single day.
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I have a question, for those of you here who have been trapped in Paradisa for some time now.

[There's a pause, and when Elsa speaks again, she sounds a bit awkward. Nervous.]

I realize that the last time I made an entry of my own into these journals, I started off much the same way. And before I address my query... I'd like to apologize for that day. I shouldn't have brought such emotion into a public forum. I should have kept to myself until I had a better hold on my emotions.

[Yep. She's apologizing for getting upset over someone close to her disappearing. Typical Elsa. ANYWAY. She clears her throat.]

Anyway... I've had this question on my mind for a few weeks now. Is it common for people returning to this land to... forget things? Not from here, I've been told that is very common, so I'm not worried. But what about important things from home?


Apr. 26th, 2014 07:07 pm
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Its nice to have spring weather again, isn't it?  

[Will pauses awkwardly in his dictation.  Even after so many months in the castle he still found it uncomfortable to admit what his loss was.]

I was thinking that it would be fun to go for a walk in town.  But I don't do so well with going places alone anymore.  Would anyone be willing to go with me?
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There's a score that needs to be settled.


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